Maria, that's a lot, and a big change! It's probably good to get your sugar back to the normal range with meds, and then later potentially go off the meds and manage it with diet and exercise. But put a pin in that for now while you adjust to the meds.
I'm a little overwhelmed
Yeah, it's a big new thing to deal with, on top of this hellscape of a year in a global sense and a personal sense (I'm thinking of the graffiti at the restaurant that you posted on FB). This advice might sound like bullshit, but when you feel overwhelmed, try taking a few deep breaths and blowing them out slowly, just to dial down the overwhelm.
and worried that I have to really give up pasta.
I mean, maybe pasta can become an infrequent thing for now, but added back more often later? It would probably be a good idea to meet with a dietician* to talk about this stuff, including how to get used to breakfast.
*A registered dietician (RD) is the one who has credentials; just about anyone can call themselves a nutritionist, so look for an RD.
(Also, I apologize for launching into problem-solving mode if you wanted commiseration. So, in 100% genuine commiseration, I'll also say: that fucking sucks. Like you needed one more thing to deal with. It's bullshit.)
I think the metformin will probably make a difference very quickly, Maria. It sucks that it's one more thing for you to deal with, though.
My back problem was also L5-S1, so if I can offer any useful information, let me know.
Cass, that's infuriating. I would just want to rest my head against a convenient wall and scream.
I was on a different medication than metaformin but it will help. I was on a constant card diet when I was pregnant. 30 carb breakfast, 15 carb snack, 45 carb lunch, 15 carb snack, 30 carb dinner, and another 30 carb snack. If you like nut butters, the unsweetened kind makes for a quick snack with fruit or crackers.
Just took my first blood sugar reading, because I didn't get my kit or meds until 4 this afternoon. With no meds and a fig and prosciutto sandwich with a side salad for lunch, my sugar was 127 15 minutes ago.
Now I'm having a slice of quiche for dinner (have to deal with what I have on hand right now). We'll see what my sugar looks like in the morning.
Sorry for the spam. I can't put this on FB, and I need an outlet.
This isn't spam, Maria. We're here for you.
Cass, that's infuriating. I would just want to rest my head against a convenient wall and scream.
I grabbed a dry lavender soda, spiked it and am just crying. I so wanted to at least let Mom's stuff have another life. Barring the valuables, I can let mine go. But knowing I am seriously just trashing everything now after carefully but quickly going through it is wrecking me.
The worst if that I only want to talk to her. She'd probably say to let most of it go, mourn and little and move on. But I need to hear it from her because I don't believe it myself. I don't even think I have the box of things for Buffistas who knew her.
{{{{{Cass}}}}} I'm so sorry. That's just terrible.
I'm sorry, Cass. Everything takes on more meaning when the person it belonged to is no longer with us.
I'm so sorry, Cass. And, Maria that's a lot to deal with right now.
